It's not easy being Kate

Kate is not fond of boys. At all.  Boys are annoying and stupid and gross.  (Long may this last!)  Even boys who are related to her are not exempt from her distaste. Her father (who she refers to as "your husband" when she is moaning about him) annoys her and she has told me in the past that my biggest mistake was having more than one child (The one child being her. Obviously.)

Last night there was near hysteria because 'Booger Boy' aka 'Nekkid Baby' aka Max climbed on Kate's bed naked. HIS NAKED BUTT TOUCHED HER DUVET!!!  She said she is Never.Touching.That.Duvet.Again. I tried to appease her by saying that his butt was clean as I had just washed it but she was having none of it. I eventually had to swap her duvet with Adam's. (He didn't mind, he is a kind boy)

You would think that such acts of generosity from her twin brother would warm her to him but apparently not.  She drew this broken heart on my white board later on while I was on a Skype call to my MIL.

She added the addendum (the drawings below the broken heart) after a few minutes because I wouldn't let her interrupt my conversation so she could explain why Adam made her sade.  I think that is me sitting down at my computer and that is her crying, holding something. I think an iPad. 

It is not easy being Kate. Her life is VERY HARD. 

PS here is Booger Boy in Kate's room a while ago when she wasn't there. Luckily he had underpants on. We won't tell though.  

Comments

[Karien]

Oh my word, the girls and their drama! S tells me that I break her heart into thousands of small pieces... I can't even remember what "enormous" offence I committed.

[Sara]

So funny. Actually, though, I'm having a moment when I can kind of understand. Yesterday, two huge (ages 6 and 12) rowdy boys from next door showed up uninvited wanting to play with my five-year-old daughter. I could stand them for about 25 minutes before I told them that they had to go home. They are more or less nice, sweet boys, but after a while the huge dose of male must-touch-everything-and-make-huge-messes instinct just did me in. I can imagine that the 24-7 of two brothers must be overwhelming sometimes.